After the interesting event that occurred yesterday, Kurt was more determined than ever to get the older boy to talk to him. When Blaine ran away, Kurt was still in shock. He stood by his car for hours, only driving home when the school day ended and Finn found him after football practice. He really freaked his stepbrother out since he was apparently crying and starring at the place where he had last seen Blaine. Finn was worried that Kurt was going to go back to how he was right after the break up. He needn’t worry though. Kurt had a purpose now. Now that he knew Blaine must still have some feelings for him, he was going to get him back. Kurt wasn’t about to let himself fall back to that dark place without really trying to get what he wants, and Kurt Hummel always got what he wanted. He was nothing if not spoiled.

Apparently standing in the snow with a wet face would result in one of the worst cold Kurt had ever had. He couldn’t breathe and his throat was killing him. Carole insisted that he stay home and in bed, drink tea and eat soup so he could recover quickly. He would only be missing Friday classes anyway so he didn’t put up too much of a fight. His only real regret was that he wouldn’t be able to confront Blaine in person until Monday at school.

Until then Kurt was planning on blowing up the other boy’s phone with his endless stream of voicemails and text messages. Kurt was glancing at his iPhone, willing it to ring, when there was a knock on the door. He looked up and croaked out a pathetic “Come in”. He figured it was probably just Carole bring him yet even more soup, so he looked back down at his phone, hoping that Blaine would call him or text him back. He heard the door open and refused to look up. He knew that if he made eye contact his stepmother would try to make him talk, something he really didn’t want to do, especially with her. He loved Carole, but he wasn’t so comfortable with her that he was willing to spill all his secrets.

“Kurt…” The boy in question’s head flew up on its own accord as he heard an all too familiar voice. There was Blaine, the boy he had been trying to reach for hours, standing awkwardly in his doorway. The boy on the bed narrowed his eyes staring at his ex’s appearance. He looked like a completely different person than the one Kurt had seen yesterday. Blaine’s hair was back to being gelled slightly, controlling his curls, his glasses and scruff gone. His outfit was one that Kurt would have picked out for him when they were dating. He didn’t look as exhausted as he had the past few weeks, and Kurt couldn’t help but smiled when he saw the worry in Blaine’s eyes. Like he was afraid that Kurt would kick him out or something.

“Hey Blaine” Kurt cleared his throat and spoke weakly. Blaine looked at him, his eyes widening comically.

“Oh you really are sick. I thought Finn was just saying that” Blaine let a weak smile flutter across his features before his face turned back to the stony expression that the pale boy was so used to seeing the past few weeks.

“Why would Finn make up me being sick Blaine?” Kurt asked curiously. Didn’t Blaine realize that if he wasn’t sick he would be pounding on Blaine’s door, stalking him around the school, trying to get him to talk to him?

“I thought that he was making it up cause you just didn’t want to see me. I thought that you avoided coming to school because of me” Blaine admitted, scuffing his shoes on Kurt’s carpet. Kurt rolled his eyes at the boy. He loved him but sometimes Blaine was really oblivious.

“And why wouldn’t I want to see you Blaine?” Kurt coughed loudly, hoping up his finger, silently asking Blaine to wait a moment before speaking. Blaine stood there politely, looking away from the boy who looked and sounded like he was hacking up a lung. When Kurt finally finished coughing, Blaine looked up, stepping a little further into the room so that they could talk properly. He closed the door after asking Kurt silently if it would be alright. He would rather not have this conversation where it would be so easy for Caroled to walk by and see them.

“Well since I…. you know” the curly haired boy blushed brightly and began to draw patterns in the carpet. Kurt smirked slightly and raised an eyebrow.

Kurt smirked and raised an eyebrow. “No Blaine I’m afraid I don’t know. What are you talking about?” He asked innocently. Blaine looked up and saw Kurt’s face, narrowed his eyes and let out a small huff

“I kissed you alright. Why aren’t you throwing me out right now? I kissed you and we aren’t together!” He hissed, squinting his eyes to prevent the tears that were threatening to escape.

“Well we could fix that” Kurt stumbled off the bed, breaking the rules that Carole had given him, and unsteadily walked to wear Blaine was standing. “We could fix the whole not together thing” he trailed off and took one of Blaine’s hands in his own. The shock he felt when Blaine ripped his hand away was apparent on the pale boy’s face.

“No we can’t Kurt. We can’t be together right now” Blaine said while shaking his head. His eyes darted between the boy in front of him and door behind him, as if he was planning an escape route. Kurt’s stomach clenched when he heard those words come out of Blaine’s mouth. He couldn’t believe that Blaine had really just told him that they couldn’t get back together.

“But you kissed me” Kurt whispered, trying to look in Blaine’s eyes and read what he was thinking.

“Yeah I did, but I shouldn’t have.” Blaine was avoiding looking at Kurt’s face. He didn’t want to see the hurt he know was apparent in his ex’s eyes.

“Do you still love me?” Kurt asked quietly. Blaine’s eyes flew up to the glasz ones before him. Kurt’s mouth dropped open. He couldn’t believe that he had really just asked that but he wasn’t going to take it back. He was curious what the answer would be. Blaine had never been on to avoid a direct question.

Blaine looked at the sick boy in disbelief. “Of course I still love you Kurt! That doesn’t just go away. Why would you even ask that?” He looked Kurt in the eyes for the first time in a few weeks and he saw them studying him back.

“Well I love you and you love me. So why can’t we get back together?” Blaine broke the gaze and went back to staring at his feet.

“We just can’t Kurt.” He mumbled hoping that the younger boy would drop it.

“Why the fuck not?” Kurt broke off before coughing. Apparently yelling aggravated his throat even worse than just talking. “You better have a damn reason Blaine Anderson!” He choked out before having yet another coughing fit. Blaine waited patiently before mumbling out his answer. “What was that I didn’t hear you?” Kurt asked shakily.

“I said I can’t trust you” Blaine said just loud enough for Kurt to hear him. That was not what Kurt was expecting to hear come out of the other boy’s mouth. He fell back on his bed, sitting in shock.

“But I… I didn’t” he couldn’t finish a sentence. He felt tears dripping down his face and hastily wiped them away.

“I know you didn’t go out to cheat but…” the curly haired boy sighed, “you didn’t push him away. I watched and you kissed him back” His throat began to tighten and tears began to fall. “You kissed him back Kurt. I don’t care that you were drunk. You knew that it wasn’t me you were kissing and you still kissed him!” He sighed putting his head in his hands. “I can’t trust you Kurt. If we ever want to get back together” He looked up and saw Kurt’s hopeful face, “Not that we will. I am not saying that we will get back together. But we need to go back to being friends. You need to gain my trust again Kurt. I can’t… I can’t deal with being worried constantly if you are going to cheat on me again.”

Kurt looked devastated and tried to wipe his tears away as fast as they were coming. He nodded. He didn’t agree with what Blaine was saying but he knew he would do anything for that boy. He looked at his finger and saw the ring that Blaine had given him for Christmas. He had refused to take it off but it looked like he needed to now. He sighed loudly, took the beautiful ring off his ring finger and pressed it into Blaine’s fist.

“No Kurt… It was a gift. You should keep it” Blaine attempted to push the ring back at Kurt. Kurt shook his head and folded Blaine’s fingers around the warm metal.

“No Blaine I can’t. I can’t keep it if we aren’t together. It was a promise…” He choked on his words, “We aren’t together and it wouldn’t be right to wear it when I can’t promise to…” He couldn’t think of a proper way to say what he was thinking. “I just can’t” He moved back so Blaine wouldn’t be able to give it back to him.

Blaine accepted the ring and placed it in his pocket. He knew he would just be holding onto it for a while. He loved the boy sitting in front of him, even when he was sitting in his pajamas with a runny nose and his hair flopping over his forehead. His heart broke when he saw Kurt’s crying face and he wanted to do nothing more than grab and hold his ex and kiss away the pain but he knew that that wouldn’t be the right thing to do.

Blaine knew that they wouldn’t be able to have a successful relationship if they went right back into the relationship and acted the way they used to. They had to build their relationship back up. They had to start again and hope that they could get past this.

He turned and opened the door before hastily turning back to the boy sitting on his bed. He quickly rushed over to the side of the bed and grabbed Kurt’s hands.

“Just one more. Then we have to start over alright?” Kurt looked up at him confused and was met with Blaine’s lips touching his. He sighed into the kiss and opened his mouth trying to deepen it as much as possible. Blaine pulled away quickly; his eyes wide and rushed back to the door. Before crossing the threshold he turned his face, not quite to Kurt, and looked at the wall.

“I’m sorry Kurt. Maybe at some point, but right now.” He groaned, tightening his hand on the doorknob, “I just can’t. I love you” He sighed before turning back and running out the door to his car leaving Kurt standing shocked behind him.